Fang Han's big hand gently caressed the back of her hand, as if caressing a baby, wanting to calm her nervousness, if it goes on like this, it will affect tomorrow's action.

He had a premonition of the danger of the action, and she needed to brace herself, as if she was distracted or unresponsive, there would be danger.

After a few strokes, her tight and stiff body softened and relaxed, Fang Han breathed a sigh of relief, let go of his hand, and still hugged her.

It wasn't until her body was getting hotter and hotter and twisting gently that Fang Han realized that something was wrong, her body exuded a faint fragrance, which was a sign of emotion.

Ordinary people can't smell this breath, but Fang Han's sense of smell is sensitive and can clearly feel it.

Men like such a beautiful woman like Ingrid, and the warm nephrite is waiting to be picked in her arms, and it is a question of whether she is a beast or a beast.

Fang Han took a deep breath and suppressed her impulse, she was not her girlfriend, she had enough trouble, and she couldn't add to the chaos.

He rolled to the side, leaving Ingrid's soft body, the faint fragrance was still in front of his nose, and the melancholy and reluctance came up like a tide, driving him to turn around.

He gritted his teeth and rolled to the side again.

Ingrid turned her head to look, her eyes were as bright as water in the darkness, her cheeks were crimson as drunk, and she was so charming and soft that it was heartbreaking.

Fang Han could see at night, he could see clearly, and the melancholy and reluctance swept over again, and the impulse flowed like a flood, constantly impacting his heart.

Fang Han took a deep breath and turned his gaze away, not daring to look at her.

Ingrid was so moved that her limbs writhed, and a looming moan came from her throat as it drifted through the silent room.

"Fang Han......" she called softly.

Fang Han said: "Tomorrow, you go back to the barracks and wait for me, and I will return to ...... if I succeed."

Ingrid Suddenly's probe. Red lips clogged his mouth, soft and fragrant tongue hooked his tongue, and a moan came from his throat.

Fang Han sighed secretly and withdrew his defense, at this time, refusal is an enemy, and it is a dream!

He rolled over and pressed down, and took off Ingrid's shirt in three or two, revealing a snow-white body, and the twin peaks stood proudly in the dark, trembling in two points of red.

He gulped his mouth on the red cherry. Stroke with both hands. Ingrid was melted by the burning heat of his palms, soft as if she had no bones, and waves of electricity rushed through her body, moaning uncontrollably.

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Early the next morning. Ingrid woke up. found in Fang Han's arms.

The warmth emanating from Fang Han's body enveloped her. Peaceful, safe and warm. She had never felt so comfortable, she lay lazily and still.

Last night's madness seemed so unreal, but it was clearly imprinted in his mind, Fang Han seemed to have infinite physical strength, sending himself to orgasm again and again, until his voice was so hoarse that he could barely scream, his body was as soft as mud, and he had no strength.

I didn't expect to get up in the morning but it was so comfortable, refreshed, my body seemed to float up, there was no weight, and I had never been in such a good state.

Fang Han slowly opened his eyes, smiled, and gently kissed her earlobe.

Ingrid twisted and got out of his arms, covered his snow-white body with a quilt, and looked at him quietly.

Fang Han smiled: "What's wrong?" ”

"Can you forget last night?" Ingrid lowered her face and asked seriously.

Fang Han looked at her and nodded with a smile: "I'll try to forget." ”

Ingrid said, "We just had a one-night stand, nothing has changed!" ”

Fang Han restrained his smile and said lightly, "It's good." ”

He felt more and more that women were difficult to understand, last night's violent morning was as cold as ice, and he was completely different, he couldn't guess Ingrid's thoughts, and he didn't want to use mind reading, so he could only respect her thoughts.

Ingrid quickly put on her clothes, and Fang Han quickly got dressed, taking her mind off last night and focusing on business.

"I'll go get something." Ingrid whispered and hurried away.

Fang Han stared at her graceful back, she tried her best to pretend to be serious to hide her weakness, but she showed her hairy feet, and her heart was not as calm as she looked out.

He went to the street corner to buy breakfast, and when Ingrid returned, the two of them had breakfast together.

Ingrid brought back two things, an electronic chip and a lead.

Fang Han grasped the two things and sensed them separately, and nodded after a long time.

"Does it work?" Ingrid asked.

Fang Han nodded: "Give it a try." ”

"How?" Ingrid asked, the original plan was no longer suitable.

Fang Han said: "Go directly to him!" ”

Ingrid muttered, "Go by car, get away quickly!" ”

Once the assassination is successful, they need to escape to the barracks as soon as possible, and then leave by special plane, leaving no one to protect them before entering the barracks, everything is on their own.

Fang Han shook his head: "Drive first, get out of the car far away, the driving goal is too big." ”

Ingrid nodded, when she was with Fang Han, she was used to listening to Fang Han, and felt that he was more thoughtful than herself.

The two of them left the mud house, dressed neatly again, wearing turbans to cover their faces, and tightly wrapped up to reveal only a pair of eyes.

Fang Han seemed to be walking aimlessly, the car was east and north for a while, stopping and stopping, going around and around, and soon came to a market and parked the car on the side of the road.

There are many markets in the city, one in one area, very lively, children's frolic, adults shouting and scolding, and bargaining with each other, shouting and scolding each other, mixed together to form a noise.

Fang Han and Ingrid slowly slipped to a watermelon stand.

The watermelon seller was a man in his thirties, who took off the scarf on his face, greeted the passers-by with a smile, and shouted hard and enthusiastically.

Fang Han and Ingrid came to the watermelon stall, he squatted down and stretched out his hand to knock on the watermelon, and only after a while did he pick out one and hand it to the watermelon seller: "Help me cut it into a few pieces." ”

"No problem." The man took the watermelon very enthusiastically, and with a few "swords", the watermelon turned into eight pieces, and juice flowed out.

The watermelon knife in his hand is long, bright, and cold, and it must be easy to cut watermelons.

Fang Han took it, handed half of it to Ingrid, and then smiled at the watermelon seller, and the two continued to walk forward, not in a hurry to eat.

Walking more than twenty steps away, Fang Han stopped. Glanced left and right a few times, and said in a low voice: "That was it just now." ”

"What?" Ingrid turned her head to glare at him.

Fang Han said: "It's him!" You stay here, I'll do it. ”

Ingrid said, "Do it now?" ”

Fang Han beckoned to a young man.

The young man looked arrogant and glared at him dissatisfied: "Friend, what's the matter?!" ”

Fang Han took out a stack of money from his arms, took out half of it and handed it to him: "Do you see that guy?" Break his nose and knock out his teeth, and the rest half is yours! ”

Fang Han pointed to a sturdy middle-aged man not far away, the middle-aged man was selling apples, his face was gloomy, and he looked impatient.

"No problem, right? I wait for your good news! Fang Han patted the young man on the shoulder.

The young man's body was numb. Fang Han's palm smashed down like a stone. He grinned and smiled, "No problem! ”

He strode over, picked an apple and put it directly in his mouth to eat, which immediately angered the stout middle-aged man. The two quarreled. Soon the start of the fight.

Both of them are full of strength. Once the action was done, it quickly spread to the surrounding area, and suddenly it was a mess, and people gathered around to watch the excitement.

Ingrid stood aside. Fang Han came to the stall selling watermelons.

The owner of the watermelon stall was greeting warmly with a watermelon knife, and Fang Han felt that he was Brooks, although there was nothing in common with his appearance, one was elegant and the other was wild, and he was not a person at all.

Fang Han believed that he felt that not only the breath of the chip, but also the breath of the first time he met, and he was sure that the watermelon seller in front of him was Brooks.

Seeing Fang Han coming, Brooks asked enthusiastically, "Watermelon is not delicious?" ”

Fang Han said: "There are bugs in it!" ”

"Bugs?" Brooks laughed, he had never heard of a bug in a watermelon, it was so strange that he leaned over to take a look.

Fang Han buckled the watermelon to his face, grabbed his hair, and punched him in the left chest.

"Poof!" Brooks spat out a mouthful of blood, but under the cover of watermelon juice, others couldn't see anything unusual, and this blood arrow sprayed on Fang Han's clothes.

Brooks couldn't exert his strength softly, and took a knife to support himself, while Fang Han picked up a watermelon and left quickly, gnawing on the watermelon as he walked, the juice overflowed, and it suddenly became red when it fell on his clothes.

He looked at his footsteps calmly, but extremely fast, weaving through the crowd, and in the blink of an eye, he was already far away, and the people who had rushed to support Brooks had just rushed to Brooks' side.

They asked if they wanted to chase after him and kill the kid, and Brooks didn't speak with the long knife in his hands, his brows furrowed, and his eyes flashed.

They asked for a long time, but he still didn't speak, and people felt that something was wrong, and reached out to push him, and he fell limply, and he was out of breath.

Fang Han hugged Ingrid and walked away.

"Kill him?"

"Hmm."

"Kill him with such a punch?"

Fang Han smiled: "One punch is enough." ”

"Can't be saved, right?"

Fang Han said: "The heart is already broken, unless the heart is replaced immediately!" ”

The two walked quickly as they spoke, and Ingrid felt that her feet were not touching the ground, and she was pulled forward by Fang Han like a kite.

They got into the car and drove slowly, and before Brooks' men could catch up, they had already rushed into the barracks and returned to New York on a military plane.

Fang Han cut his clothes in half, half to Ingrid for her to do a blood test, and gave her a few hairs, which he had just pulled off Brooks' head to extract DNA.

He believed that the CIA had a DNA sample of Brooks in the library, and he knew if it was him.

Fang Han took Anne Cole back, took care of it, Xiao Biesheng was newly married, and the next day, Annie Cole became radiant and radiant.

Early in the morning, Anne Cole was jogging in the manor, Fang Han was practicing by the lake, and Ingrid came to bring good news, that person was indeed Brooks.

Fang Han and Ingrid sat down on a chair by the lake, the morning air was exceptionally cool, and Ingrid wore a suit and a skirt, beautiful and capable.

Seeing her, Fang Han couldn't help but think of the night before, and turned his head and didn't dare to look more.

Anne Cole brought coffee to Ingrid and went for a morning jog, her graceful body full of vitality and youthful breath in the bright morning sun.

"What's going on with the CIA?" Fang Han asked.

Ingrid took a sip of her coffee and shook her head: "They're still studying your assassination." ”

Fang Han smiled: "What is there to study?" ”

"They thought it was incredible, it was too easy." Ingrid laughed, "Fred thinks so too. ”

Fang Han said: "Then let me kill the leader of justice and order!" ”

"Impossible." Ingrid said.

Anne Cole ran around the lake in circles, and after a while, Fang Han immediately changed the subject: "Bogner didn't receive any punishment, right?" (To be continued......)